"The badly dyed student blonde had been replaced by perfectly coiffured fair hair in a shade calculated to combine the sexual attraction of a blonde w...ithout the connotation of empty-headed ignorance that blondes seem to encourage. It contrasted oddly with the tight blond curls and almost orange skin that Brett exhibited."What do you want me to do?" asked Sharon."Translate these," said Brett, pushing a pile of leaflets over to her.She picked the first one up and glanced over it."I can't," she. "It's okay," He said. "I just want to look at you." My small hands couldn't stop him and he pulled my pants down to my ankles. His eyes moved over me. I wanted to cover myself. Hide from him. This all felt wrong. His fingers touched me between my legs again, moving inside of me. It felt so weird. His eyes had drooped down and his other hand was unbuttoning his own pants. I watched as he pushed them down. His fingers were rough inside of me and I tried to jerk away, but he followed me,. Leland couldn't believeall the junk in there, and didn't understand what he would do in a placelike this. Just then he noticed a short old man behind the counter. Helooked at least eighty years old, and he wore an old crimson bathrobe. He asked the guy, "Look, I've read stories about your place before. AndI know you're a wizard, so I'll spare you asking how you know my name. But I do wanna know, how come your robe changes color and appearance fromtale to tale?"The SRU wizard sighed in. He was down to his boxers (with an obvious erection), when he came to me, and lower me to the bed. I wanted attention, and I wanted to give it, so I tried to get to him, but he said to let him enjoy me. Before I realized what he meant, his hot breath and his tongue were on my stomach, and inching down to my thigh. I have received oral sex, but never in the way that he gave it to me. I don't think my husbands penis has reached places that he put his tongue!I was ready, and pulled him up to kiss,.